[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

[Fusion Blaster]

Random idea for Dust Tube videos that Ruby could do.. as inspired by Brandon Herrera

Gun meme Reviews

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Darwin Awards

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she might be more... sympathic then our dear friend Brandon would be but I could see her do it with her own twist.

 

[zMADLAXz]

Ahhh Child actors. A concept that I am still to this day on the fence about.

I think Young Sheldon just completely changed my brain chemistry when it comes to child roles.

 

[LordofBones]

Now all someone needs to do is imply Yang's taking advantage of the naive former child actor.

Yang: *breathing fire* "KNOWN DELINQUENT SEDUCES FORMER KID STAR?! A MODERN DAY JEZEBEL?! WHAT?!"
Jaune: *blissful smile* "Oh sweet vindication."

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Mia had been exploring Beacon on her own again.

She wasn't lost. Not really. She knew the halls. She knew which stairwells led to the courtyard and which ones led to the classrooms. She was just… looking. Listening.

That was how she heard Aunt Cinder's voice floating through a partially open door.

"Mother… the plan is proceeding according to plan…"

Mia crept closer, curiosity pulling her like a string. The door was only a little open. She leaned in—

And stumbled straight through it.

She looked up.

A very pretty blonde lady in white stood in front of Cinder, tall and pale and shining in a way that didn't quite look real.

Mia beamed. "Hello!"

Cinder's head snapped around. "Mia! What are you doing here?!"

The projection of Salem regarded the child with slow, considering interest. "Cinder… who is this child?"

Mia puffed up proudly. "I'm Mia Arc! I'm five years old! Miss Cinder is one of my aunties! Hello, pretty lady!"

Salem stared at her for a long moment. Something ambiguous passed through those blue eyes—as if, for an instant, she were seeing someone else standing in the little girl's place.

Cinder stepped half in front of Mia. "She… knows nothing, Mother."

Salem's gaze flicked to her. "You know her, then?"

"Yes Mother," Cinder managed.

Salem's eyes shifted to Mia's. Her voice softened into something almost fond. "Well… it is nice to meet you, little one. Come closer."

Mia, being five, walked closer.

"Closer," Salem murmured. "Let me have a good look at you…"

Cinder went rigid as Mia padded right up to the glowing figure, head tilted back.

"Are you a teacher?" Mia asked.

"I'm Cinder's… mother."

Mia blinked. "Oh. You don't look like her!"

Salem smiled faintly. "No. I adopted her."

Cinder winced.

Mia reached out, curious, and her little hand passed straight through the white fabric of Salem's dress.

"AH!"

She jerked back, ears shooting straight up. "GHOST!"

Cinder snatched her up at once, holding her tightly against her chest. "No, no… she's just projecting herself here. A hologram."

Mia peeked over Cinder's shoulder, still wide-eyed. "Like… Space Wars?"

"…Yes."

Salem's smile turned tender as she watched them.

"Well, aren't you precious. Tell me, chi—Mia. Who is responsible for bringing you into this world?"

Mia frowned. "Huh?"

"J-Jaune!" Cinder said quickly. "Jaune Arc is her father!"

Salem's eyes did not leave the child. "And your mother?"

Mia's ears drooped.

Cinder could not quite hide her grimace. She smoothed a hand over the top of Mia's head, gentler than she meant to be.

"She's… no longer with us."

"I see." Salem's voice was almost kind. "Such a sweet little girl. Do you love your father, Mia?"

Mia's ears perked right back up. She nodded hard. "Yep, yep!"

"Does he care for you?"

"Always!"

Salem's smile lingered. "Good… now, you should sleep, Mia."

Mia went limp in Cinder's arms at once, head dropping against her shoulder, breathing already slow and even.

The pretty blonde illusion fell away. Salem's true form regarded Cinder over the sleeping child.

"Cinder?"

Cinder tensed. "Y-Yes, Mother?"

"You seem… protective of this child."

"It—it is as I said. Doing anything to her would be… unwise."

"What makes you say that?"

"She is well loved among the Beacon staff and many students. She… cannot just 'disappear.'"

Salem considered that in silence.

Cinder swallowed. "…She does not need to die yet."

Salem's gaze sharpened. "You feel strongly for her, don't you, Cinder?"

"…I simply want to ensure the success of our mission, Mother."

A pause. It felt like the longest pause in Cinder's entire life.

At last, Salem nodded.

"…Very well. We will spare the child for now." Salem's voice cooled.

"Yes, Mother." Cinder hesitated, then forced the next words out. "…Can you wipe her memory of this incident? Her disappearing would be monstrously inconvenient, but I am prepared to admit that her knowing is a potential problem as well."

"It is difficult at this range, but doable. It will be brief," Salem said. "It will make her think it was a dream."

She waved one hand. A thin thread of dark magic drifted over Mia's hair and sank away.

"You've shown weakness, Cinder."

Cinder flinched.

"However…" Salem's tone shifted, almost distant. "As a former mother myself… I understand. It is… all too human. Do not let your feelings control you, Cinder. When the time comes… this child must die if you are to have your power."

"I understand completely, Mother."

"She is nothing compared to power." Salem's eyes bored into her. "Isn't that what you have always wanted? What could this tiny creature offer that power could not?"

They were the same words Cinder had told herself for years. The same ones she had built her entire life around.

"Nothing but another weakness," she said.

The words came with difficulty.

Salem inclined her head. "Exactly. And what do we do with weaknesses?"

Cinder recited it like a lesson. "We cut them out and destroy the remains. I need to get the child to her father before people start asking questions."

"Good."

Salem vanished. The Seer that had carried her image lifted from the floor and vanished into the dark.

Cinder stood alone in the quiet room, Mia warm and sleeping in her arms.

She looked down at her.

The little girl slept so peacefully. One small hand had fisted itself in Cinder's dress. Her ears twitched once, then settled.

Something in Cinder's chest twisted.

She shook her head, as if she could throw the feeling off like a cloak.

When the time comes… I will at least make sure it is quick.

She adjusted her hold and started toward the door.

"Let's get you back where you belong, little one."

 

[digcat]

Nice to see Cinder starting to get protective of Mia.

 

[zMADLAXz]

Reminds me of Rapunzel for some reason. I don't know why.

 

[ThunderBasilisk]

Pfft sure tell yourself that Cinder.

 

[digcat]

What if Jaune and Pyrrha had co-starred in a movie. Killer maids from outer space.